Buxom

Coy like a bunny rabbit,

Bubbly pretty bumble bee,

She rolled like rum drum,

Her hips like the tom tom,

Makes my heart go bump bump

Proud like a Peacock,

Triggers and a gun to cock,

She vents like volcanic rush,

When she hears the sound

of mischievous boys.

She is sorry

Sorry for being wrong,

Being chubby and plump

Makes her always wrong,

Even when she's been

With fools and silly boys,

She's still wrong,

Hence she's always drunk.

Big Beautiful,

Buxom delightful,

Strides with Bosom full,

Fully poised without remorse,

Let them fools be damned,

Watching her backlash

As she treads with a bounce.

Bold vixen

conquered her fears,

Strolls like royalty

Flaunting her pearls,

Crooks that would crave

her turbulent tears,

Have turned and taken to flight!